Knight

Chapter 1

This is my first fan fiction so take it easy. Bruce comes to Smallville to do business with Lex but has other reasons for being there. Much of the action takes place in Metropolis. Bruce and Clark don't like each other at first but grow closer as it progresses. Milton Fine isn't in this story but the story does serve to turn Clark more against Lex. It takes place where Aqua would have. Also I borrowed a few things from Batman Begins but my Bruce Wayne's story is very different.

Clark didn't like going dancing. In fact he hated it. The only reason he had gone on this particular night is that Lana had wanted to go with Chloe and Lois. They had gone to Atlantis of all places to top it off. It brought back a lot of bad memories from his fateful summer spent in Metropolis. Lucky for him there weren't any employees working that night who would have remembered him.

Currently he was sitting at a table taking a break. For all of his gifts he was not a natural dancer. He watched the girls dance now instead. They danced with each other mostly, occasionally Lois or Chloe would find a random guy buy Lana obviously didn't. He smiled at her. The relationship was going well, but now that he had his powers back he knew that it was in trouble. With Jor-El's threat weighing on him it was hard for him to enjoy anything really. Lana smiled at him and pulled away from her friends. Clark smiled back. When she got to him she leaned in for a kiss, and he reciprocated.

"Having fun," Lana said with a chuckle.

"A blast," Clark replied sarcastically, and yelling to be heard over the music.

"We can leave if you want," she said having a seat on his lap.

"No stay, have fun, I don't mind watching."

Lana smiled that beautiful smile and returned to the dance floor. Clark couldn't help but feel good. Nothing mad him happier than seeing her happy, and she was. He just hoped he could keep it that way.

As Chloe danced she looked over at Clark. She felt bad for him. Land had dragged him to this and she could tell he was miserable. It had been her idea to come to Atlantis and she was regretting it. She just had had so much fun during her time in Metropolis. Seeing Clark and Lana together had been surprisingly easy for her. She had realized long ago that Clark would never harbor the same feelings for her that he did for Lana. It was just a fact of life. Chloe was now just happy to see the two of them together and past all the drama. Besides, she had more important things to worry about at this point, and she could still claim that she was the only one of Clark's friends that knew his secret. Chloe's thought were interrupted by a someone who crossed her vision. He couldn't have been much older than her she deduced but he looked worn. He was also incredibly handsome. A rugged handsome buy handsome none the less. Who was this guy. She had stopped dancing and had made her way towards the bar.

"Yo, Chloe, hellooo," Lois questioned, "What's her deal," Lois asked Lana.

Lana could only shrug in return.

Chloe couldn't take her eyes off this tall, and mysterious looking guy. He looked incredibly familiar to her. He wore a worn leather jacket and jeans. She could tell he was asking the bartender questions but couldn't hear what it was about. As she neared the bar she got bumped by someone and fell.

"Watch it bitch," said the guy.

Clark was there instantly.

"Take it easy buddy," Clark said helping Chloe to her feet, "Are you all right," Clark asked but received no answer.

Chloe was still mesmerized by the dark stranger. Then she realized he was gone, as quickly as she'd spotted him he had vanished.

"Did you see that guy?"

"What guy," Clark asked curiously.

"That guy, at the bar, he was tall, wearing a leather jacket," Chloe described in desperation.

"Sorry," Clark answered, " Are you sure you saw someone?"

"I'm positive, but he just vanished."

"Is everything okay," asked Lois as she and Lana approached.

"Fine, Chloe's looking for a guy," Clark said smiling.

"Is that a fact," said Lois snidely.

"He was…amazing, I know I've seen him before, I just don't know where."

"I believe you Chloe," said Lana trying to be supportive.

"Thank you Lana," said Chloe returning to her senses, "Oh well, are you guys ready, I'm tired."

"Yeah I'm ready, and I know Clark's ready," said Lana.

"You guys are no fun, hey let's go to this party I heard about at Met U. I need to work on my beer pong game. I'm a little rusty," said Lois hopefully.

They all just stared at her blankly.

"Fine, lets just go home," she conceded.

"I'm just gonna use the restroom, I'll meet you guys outside."

"One too many diet cokes huh Clark," Lois jabbed.

Clark didn't even respond. He was so used to Lois' verbal barbs they just bounced off him like bullets did. They girls made their way through the thick crowd to the front. It was 2:30 and they all felt like they'd been in the club for a year. The cold fall air hit them all at once.

"Jesus, it's colder than I remember it being when we went in," said Lois pulling her jacket tighter.

"That's because it is," Chloe replied evenly.

They moved away from the building closer to an alley for more warmth. Back inside the line for the restroom was taking a frustratingly long time for Clark.

"What is the hold up in their," Lois growled.

The trio then all turned at once at a noise behind them. Suddenly a man appeared out of the shadows. He looked dirty and had a menacing grin on his face.

"Hey ladies, have a fun night?"

"Back off buddy, you don't know who you're dealing with," said Lois as tough as she could.

"Whoa relax," he said inching closer, "We just wanna talk."

"Well I don't like talking to crack heads, wait, did you say we?"

They turned to see that two more thugs had appeared behind them. They mad a move to run, but they pulled out guns. A fourth and fifth now appeared to their left.

"Oh shit," said Chloe to herself.

"I don't like being called a crack head," said the man angrily, and now wielding an knife, "You girls are gonna have to make amends."

The men all moved in around the girls who were ready to fight back when, seemingly out of no where, something dropped down from above. In a flash the tow holding guns were down, in the fray all three girls were knocked to the ground. The other three were down moments later. Chloe tried to take in what was going on around her. At first she thought it was Clark but soon realized it wasn't. She surveyed the scene before her. All five of the thugs were unconscious, laying in heaps around her. Whoever that was had moved fast and had completely vanished.

"What… the hell… was that," Lois asked astonished.

"I have know idea," returned Lana just as amazed.

" He just took them out, before they could even move, I've never seen anything like it," said Chloe, who then reconsidered her last statement when she thought about Clark.

Clark exited the club and didn't see the girls. He was concerned immediately. Clark scanned the surrounding area and immediately spotted them around the corner form the club. He super speeded to the alley to find all of them standing and staring.

"A little late aren't you," said Lois.

"What happened," asked an very confused Clark.

"We aren't sure, these guys came after us, and they were about to go in for the kill when someone, well…" Lana trailed off.

"Just dropped out of no where and beat their asses," said Chloe indicating the unconscious men around them.

" Are you guys all right," Clark asked as he picked up foot steps in his super hearing.

"Yeah we're fine," said Lana.

"Okay well, you guys go back in the club and call the police, I'll be there in a sec."

"Just come inside Clark, it obviously isn't safe out here," urged Lana.

"I'll just be minute Lana, I promise."

"Just give him a sec, we'll go inside," said Chloe covering for Clark.

They went and Clark immediately super speeded up the ladder. The steps were now moving frantically across a nearby roof top. Clark followed it until he spotted the man. He was running to the edge of the roof, suddenly he stopped and gazed out. Clark leapt the short distance to the next roof, and the man immediately turned around.

"Why are you following me," he asked in a slightly annoyed voice.

"You saved my friends, I just wanna know who you are."

"Look, I saw those guys going after them and thought it looked like they needed help. I don't want to have to deal with the cops and I don't want any recognition so just leave me alone."

Clark was becoming frustrated. This wasn't just an ordinary guy. He couldn't be. Clark moved closer.

"Just tell me who you are."

"I don't know how you found me or why you came out after me at all , but you are really starting to annoy me," he said angrily.

Clark grabbed they man instinctively, something about this person was really bothering Clark and he had to know who he was. The man tried to free himself from Clarks grasp but couldn't.

"I just want to know your name," said Clark.

"You're a strong one, Jesus," he said almost laughing, "Fine you want to know my name, it's Bruce Wayne."